Mar 13, 2016 Original Poetry, The Daily Post

In response to The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Incomplete

Unfinished
©March 13th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

The brush moves in strokes
And a painting is born
The bell rings; like smoke,
The image is gone.

Turn back to the brush
Take up a new one.
You feel there’s no rush
When you bloom in the sun.

And work you’ve begun
Ere the bell was rung?
And dreams where you’ve run
For a goal that’s won?

So what about it? Ah, this
You’ll work at early and late
Your unfinished work is
The future that waits.

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